The wounded wyvern didn't last long before it was slaughtered by the Scandinavians waiting below, and from time to time in the sky, wyverns were hit by heavy javelins and fell downward.

But it didn't last long, and after a few minutes the dragons and wyverns began to adjust to what the Scandinavians had laid out in the sky.

It's just a matter of slowing them down and letting them fly, and it takes more effort to flap their wings, but as long as they get used to it, it's not too much of a problem.

Then, the dragons and wyverns began to counterattack, targeting the Scandinavian berserkers who were standing on the walls and taking advantage of their slow movement to start throwing and attacking from behind.

Various dragon breaths began to brew in their mouths, and the dragons and wyverns began to lower their heights, looking at the crowd on the city walls, looking for the best place to spit.

However, at the moment when they were about to start attacking, their erected pupils widened violently, and the wings behind their backs flapped wildly, trying to pull their bodies up and leave this place.

Up close, they realized what the Scandinavians had prepared for them, not the transformed druids, not the strange magic of the spellcasters, and not the throwing axes and heavy javelins of berserkers as they had thought they had been.

In front of them, rows of crossbows that had been angled to their beds were loaded with crossbow arrows that shone with cold light, and on them they radiated the glow of magic.

This was specially crafted, and each one of the weapons of the large creatures in the Attila army was much more expensive than the explosive arrows held by the elves.

When they shot against the giants before, on the one hand, because of the problem of hit rate, they did not open this hole card, and on the other hand, it was also to surprise the next enemy.

Regardless of whether the enemy is a dragon or a mammoth, they will be at a very disadvantage when facing such a weapon made specifically for large creatures, and their fur, muscles, and scales will be of very limited use against crossbow arrows made of metal with increased sharpness magic engraved on them.

In the sound of bowstrings vibrating, and in the sneer of a Scandinavian, the off-string crossbow arrows came to the dragons and wyverns in an instant.

The dull sound of crossbow arrows piercing flesh sounded one after another, and a red dragon with a rich dark red fire in its mouth inserted a crossbow arrow into its weak stomach, and the sharp pain made it difficult for him to control the dragon breath in his mouth, shaking his head, and the out-of-control dragon breath suddenly affected his teammates around him.

Drops of lava-like dragon blood slipped from the wound and made a sizzling sound on the ground, and the crossbow arrow in the abdomen had pierced the dragon's internal organs, but it was not yet fatal.

The same is true of the surrounding dragons, the moment the crossbow bolts hit, they adjusted their bodies to protect the key parts such as their necks, hearts, and wings, and as for other places, even if they were pierced by the crossbow arrows, with the terrible vitality of the dragons, they would not die all at once.

But the flying dragons are not good, their vitality, defense, speed, etc., there is a big gap with the dragon, as long as they are hit, there is basically no way to recover it.

Crossbow arrows poured out of their bodies, and even if they didn't die all at once, they lost their balance and had to fall from the sky to the ground.

When the wyverns are unable to fly and are seriously injured, their combat power also decreases in a stepwise manner, and a few ordinary Scandinavians can easily kill them with cooperation and tactics.

The first wave of the Scandinavian bed crossbow in a sense achieved remarkable results, at least thirty or more wyverns died or fell to the ground, of which the crossbow arrows actually killed only three, most of the wyverns were hit by the dragon's breath, and in the sky they were either turned into charcoal, or directly turned into a white skeleton with green smoke.

The Wyverns suffered heavy losses, and the dragons were no better, and as the main target of the Scandinavians, each dragon was attacked by at least three bed crossbows, and even though they had legendary strength, they were still injured by these weapons specially designed to deal with large creatures.

The black dragon who injured his body but did not die, and the black dragon with a crossbow bolt stuck in his eyes and abdomen did not have the slightest tendency to die, and the legendary strong vitality did not affect their strength much.

When they saw the gifts that the Scandinavians had prepared for them, they flapped their wings frantically to escape, but when the attack was unavoidable and difficult to dodge, they began to charge forward instead.

By the time the crossbow bolt attack had passed, the dragon and the wyvern had reached a distance of less than thirty meters from the Scandinavians, a distance that was the most terrifying and the most powerful of the Scandinavian axe's attack.

However, this distance also entered the optimal attack range of the dragon's and dragon's breath, and the dragon's breath of acid, fire, lightning, cold, and strange rays rained down from the sky and struck the Scandinavian where he stood.

The axes that were thrown at them were reduced to ashes and scattered by the wind, and then the dragon's breath continued to move forward, sweeping over the city walls like a broom sweeping away fallen leaves as the dragon and the wyvern swung their heads.

The Scandinavians and their shields were reduced to ashes in an instant, and cracks appeared on the surface of the masonry like spider webs.

The dragon's breath can cover the entire aisle above the city wall, there is no other space and method to dodge except to jump outside, and there is nothing to defend them on the empty city wall.

The smoke cleared, leaving only an unrecognizable corpse on the city wall.

and the dragons and wyverns who roared in triumphant excitement, proclaiming to the Scandinavians that their power was invincible.

Well, these dragons and wyverns actually made such staff-making movements and behaviors on the battlefield, and they only noticed the Scandinavians on this section of the wall, and noticed that they swept away the enemies in front of them.

However, they completely forgot that the walls were built around the city of Upplan, and that the Scandinavians were not the only ones standing on the walls to defend themselves.

While the dragons and wyverns got carried away, the surrounding Scandinavians did not stand still, each with their weapons in hand, aiming at their respective targets, waiting for the captain's orders.

They were very calm, and although their hearts were full of anger because of the death of their comrades, because of the triumph of these murderers, they also knew that the best results could only be achieved when they obeyed orders and attacked together.

Because attacking alone, it is very likely that these dragons and wyverns will react, make them vigilant, carefully respond to the following attacks, and make corresponding judgments and responses, but if they attack together and attack them unprepared, the results will definitely be much larger.

"Put!"

With Siegmund roaring, the Scandinavians who had been waiting around for a long time threw their weapons at the dragons and wyverns, as well as the projectile catapults hidden in the dark corners behind the walls.

Speaking of which, it was also the misfortune of these dragons and wyverns, they had already discovered that the place where they stayed, in a daze, was exactly in the trajectory of the stone projectiles fired by the ballistas and catapults that launched an attack on the giants.

Siegmund's roar woke up the big guys, but it was too late to dodge, as the axes and javelins hit their bodies accurately, causing their formations to begin to become chaotic.

Then, the catapult and ballista attack from below arrived, and the boulder that could break through the wall smashed straight into the Atila flying force, and a flying dragon that could not dodge was hit head-on, and in a crisp scream, blood-red liquid and fragments of flesh and internal organs squirted out of his mouth, and then his whole body fell from the sky as if it had lost its bone support.

No, it's not as if he had lost his bone support, this flying dragon that was hit by a stone bullet, the bones on his body were all reduced to pieces in the impact just now, and the internal organs and blood would mix together, forming a thick paste in his abdomen, spraying out of his mouth.

There is no need to aim at all, and attacks from catapults and ballistas only need to be hit to kill a wyvern.

The slaughterer became the slaughtered, and the flying dragon that had just flaunted its might fell from the sky one by one, and this time the Scandinavian attack achieved even more brilliant results than the last one.

In addition to the death fall of the wyvern, this time there was also a giant dragon that fell to the ground, and his originally distinct body became gray and dusty, and the wounds on his body flowed with blood, making his appearance even more embarrassed.

The dragon had lost one of its wings, and the remaining one was only half severe, which was why he had fallen from the sky to the ground.

But don't look at this giant dragon looking so embarrassed, not even wings, but those injuries on his body are skin injuries, which will not affect his combat effectiveness.

Well, it doesn't matter at all, a flightless dragon falls to the ground and crashes into the enemy-infested city of Uppland, and all that's left is how long he can hold out without being killed.

As for escaping or something, it's all a fantasy that flashes in my mind, a delusion that can't appear in reality at all, and the fish that has been put on the chopping board, even the scales have been scraped off, and no matter how much I struggle, it will not help.

The Scandinavians still took the warrior who had just besieged the fallen wyvern, so that some of them attracted the dragon's hatred in the front, while others bypassed the front of the dragon and hid in the dragon's blind spot, waiting for the opportunity to give the other party a fatal blow.

However, they soon discovered that such warriors were not easy to use, and the distance and power of the dragon's breath were much farther than that of the dragon, and the warrior who attracted the hatred was reduced to ashes before the dragon's breath could react.

At the same time, the skin on the dragon's body protected by dragon scales is also very hard, and with these Scandinavian axes and javelins of average strength below, there is no way to penetrate this layer of protective armor.

What's more, this dragon is very experienced in fighting, and he will adjust the angle of his body from time to time, control the muscles on his body, and keep the injured parts moving, preventing the enemy from catching the weakness of the wound and attacking.

The Scandinavians here did not expect that this dragon could kill their companions in such an airless and injured situation, and such an arrogant appearance of no one in their eyes.

"Aim for his wounds, where are his weaknesses. ”

A slightly older Scandinavian warrior said this, but it was easier said than done, and after a single attack, neither the axe nor the javelin hit the so-called weak point.

Not only did they not inflict injuries on the dragon and expand the results of the battle, but they also exposed their bodies to the dragon's field of vision, and through the flight trajectory of these axes and javelins, the dragon sensed the scattered positions of the enemies around them.

Flames erupted from the dragon's mouth, turning its monstrous head slightly, and with a single sweep turned the surrounding enemies into ashes that could not even hold their human form.

"Back off, back off, back off!"

Another warrior took the place of the captain who had just fallen and gave the order to retreat, and through the two rounds of confrontation just now, they deeply understood that the adult red dragon, even the injured and flightless red dragon, was not something they could provoke.

The combat effectiveness of the two sides is not at the same level at all, and the gap between legends and mortals is not such a simple tactic, which can be bridged by naïve cleverness.

What's more, the legendary adult dragon in front of them is not a stupid and weak person like a white dragon, but a strong red dragon that can also be ranked among all the dragons.

If it weren't for the unlucky one who was hit by three stone bullets in a row as if he was favored by the goddess of doom, otherwise he wouldn't have reached such a desolate state, well, at least it still looks pretty desolate now.

Killing the small ants around him, the red dragon let out a loud roar again, warning the Scandinavian warriors around him not to provoke him if they wanted to live.

is so strong, regardless of consumption, killing the surrounding enemies with dragon breath is also to achieve such a purpose, he can't show any weakness and weakness, otherwise the surrounding enemies will rush up, regardless of the cost, if he launches an attack, even if it is a powerful legendary red dragon, it will not be able to support it for too long.